The Lord Loves a Hangin (and sometimes referred to as "The Hanging Song") is the song that plays at the end of Out West.
Ooooooooh, the lord loves a hangin, that's why he gave us necks
It tightens up our vocal chords, and loosens up our pecs
So if you are a horse thief, and guilty to the bone
Go ahead and blame a friend, and you won't hang alone
It may be hard to swaller! But you'll be three feet taller!
And find new ways to entertain your friends
Say you are a villain, but can't abide by killin, go ahead and steal yourself a horse
Two, three, eleven, R, five, seven [take it boys]
I'm a pickin
And i'm a swangin!
And i'm ignorant
And i'm ugly!
That you are boys
Ooooooooh, the lord loves a hangin and so do we by heck
So get yourself a lasso and decorate your neck
Oh we is awful ignorant and uglier in sin
So go ahead and cut us down... and hang us all again
Hanging that is, swang a swell
Ya'll bring the kids now ya hear?